Day Twenty-two: Kitty Slug strikes again.  I woke up to the sound of IZ steam cleaning up the green goo Snickers left on the carpet after her sin of gluttony the night before. That cat and I need to have a “come  to Jesus” talk about the house-plants.
Green goo–yuck! What end is it coming out of, if that’s not TMI?
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Oh, she throws them up. I don’t know why she bothers, but that’s her drill. Munch on my plants and then regurgitate. It’s like some weird cat diet program. ~W
Kitty left a barf trail of green slime -like any good kitty-slug would do. Her scientific classification is felus catus crudus eructo…
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Thank you for cleaning it up! I so appreciate you and the foresight you had to buy a steam-cleaner for the carpets! ~W
Lemme know how that ‘chat’ goes. I’ve given up getting flowers or having plants indoors. The good news is that he’s taken to tossing on the concrete basement floor or the hardwood, bypassing carpet altogether – I’d share my technique but I honestly don’t know how it came to pass…
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It won’t go well. It never does. She just looks at me and meows, “out!”. Darn cat! ~W